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Stacey didn't know where to focus his attention. There's Mr. Pretentious, Zoey, Odessa, and Penny conversing, Lilith writing on her board, and Mao? (he thinks he heard her right over everyone else). Elron was some paranormal agent, no one else bought his bullshit. Too much. All of it. This crowd in a small bar made the space tight and all the conversation reminded him of is brothers' party two years ago. He didn't want to go back there. Not now. One panic attack a today was enough. His hands itched to play. He needed to get out of here, but he hated the idea of wandering off by himself even more. He liked being alone, but to be completely alone with nothing but himself to keep him company made him uncomfortable. Instead, he closed his eyes and focused on the music the best he could, until he was lost in it. He went over the notes in his mind, refreshing himself on how to play, until he can get his guitar in his hands. He picked up conversation of leaving here. He opened his eyes. Penny and Zoey headed to the door. He slid off his seat, he adjusted his case on his back.

[i]"Get away from the door!"[/i] 

Stacey didn't know what was going on, and he didn't get the chance to think about it. He took the warning for what it was and got away from the table. He crouched against the bar close to Odessa and Elron. A second later a tall, smokey black, headless creature crashed into the door. Zoey and Penny hit the floor. 


"Apparition." 

What the fuck? Like a ghost? A demon maybe? The Apparition thing spoke some language he couldn't understand, then shot out an arm towards him. Then a pillar sprung out of the floor in front of him. The hand smashed into it, but it didn't break. His hands shook, breathe stuck in his throat, and he wanted to piss himself. What the fuck? What the fuck? What the FUCK! 

[color=f7976a]"We have to go, there's a exit out the back!"[/color]

Stacey followed right behind Elron, he jumped over the top of the counter and ducked. Its hand hit the back wall of alcohol no sooner had his head ducked down. Bottles shattered above them, glass and alcohol rained down. Why him? Why is it always him? Tears came to his eyes, terrified. He couldn't breathe for sure this time, but he had to move. He had to go. 

[i]Stop being a pussy.[/i] Sandy's voice yelled in his mind. 

Not much for encouragement, but he'll take it. He didn't let his tears fall. He wouldn't do himself any favors if he couldn't see where he was going. He wiped his eyes, then moved. He kept low, he heard Penny yelling at, followed by something hitting it rapidly. He hoped she didn't die trying to save him. He followed Elron to the kitchen in the back. Please don't let the back door be locked. He didn't want to die today. As shitty as this situation is, if it were two years ago, he'd let the thing have him. But he's worked too hard to give up now. The kitchen was empty like the rest of the bar. The large metal counter top had pots and pans hanging over it. There were knives in blocks. He grabbed one. It was sharp and he doubted it'd save him from smokey, but better this than nothing. 

"What is that thing? You're a paranormal expert, agent, something, right?" He turned to Elron, hoping he'd have answers; maybe someway to stop that thing from chasing him.